Monument to forgotten Children

Earlier this year we attended a remembrance service for servicemen and women who have served and died in the wars. There is a monument standing there, with plaques which contain many names. It was a moving service. Remembering the fallen. Remembering those who have given their lives for others. But who remembers the fallen children, the ones who, too, gave their lives so that others may live. We are one of those children that lived, ( most of the time we have no idea why we made it and others didn't), we saw so many other children and adults be killed, some even for us, for the mistakes we made or to merely make a point. These children/babies were born into these groups, usually as a result of rape of their mother. They are used for sacrifices and in threats to control the mother so she will do as she is told. Many do not even make their first birthday. Most of these children's births were never registered. There is no evidence they even lived. There names will never appear on any official government records. These children are brutally killed in the name of sadistic pleasure and control. Most spend their lives, from birth to death, being raped, beaten and abused.To make it to puberty is an achievement many would never know. There is no mercy for these children, they are treated as property to be used and abused as needed by those in control. Many are kept in cages, in conditions we would not accept for an animal. They never know love. There are millions of these children that have died in these groups.
We lost 3 children to these people, (We hope that 4th is still alive somewhere) their names not recorded, there lives not mentioned. But we remember them, and we acknowledge their existence.
On the day when all soldiers are remembered, we take the time to go to the little monument we have made in our garden, and we remember the fallen children. The ones sacrificed so that we, and many others, may live. And we thank them for what they have done.
PLEASE REMEMBER THEM.


For Angel, Cody, and Sarah. Your names are written here. We remember you!